Chu garlic

Chapter 45

It was nearly dusk, and Empress Du rested in Xianyang Hall, picking grains and serving decoctions.

"Ah! It's so bitter!" Empress Du frowned, and threw the medicine bowl on the table in disgust, splashing the juice.

"Bitter medicine is good for the disease, and the empress should drink the medicine well in order to take care of her body!" Caihe picked up the decoction and fed it to Queen Du with a medicine spoon.

Empress Du frowned and reluctantly took two more sips: "I really can't drink it!" and pushed Caihe away.

"What should I do? Maid please ask Immortal Master Ge Hong to make two more prescriptions!" Cai He said anxiously.

"The medicine is bitter, but my heart is even more bitter!" Empress Du said sadly, "Who understands the pain in my heart! Ever since Chu Suanzi appeared, His Majesty's eyes are shining, that is clearly love! I have always respected each other like a guest, and I have never been so affectionate! I have lost my father since I was a child, and I am so afraid of losing His Majesty's favor again..." Empress Du wept secretly: "I have some doubts in my heart and want to ask the immortal master, Go ask Immortal Master Ge Hong to explain away your confusion!" Empress Du and Cai He whispered in their ears.Although Du Lingyang is the noble of Jiaofang and her mother respects the world, she lacked love since she was a child, but she desperately longed to be loved and was deeply trapped by love.A pair of eyes flashed behind the scenes, and all this was seen by Jiang Li, who had been secretly monitoring Queen Du.

Langya, just after nightfall, the Huan Wen mansion was very quiet.A black figure fell at the gate of the mansion, unkempt, ragged, unrecognizable, dying.

"Where is the beggar coming from? Go, go, go away!" Fuwei 1 kicked him in disgust.

"If you don't leave, I will drive you away with a stick! Is this where you are staying?!" Fu Wei 2 threatened, smelling the pungent breath, covered his nose and said: "Dirty! Get out of here! It's really bad luck !"

The beggar was unmoved.

"He still refuses to leave, what should we do?" Fu Wei 1 asked.

"I'm going to get the stick and see if he can leave. You wait! Fu Wei 2 got up and left.

The beggar said hoarsely, "Water, water!"

"You are so pitiful. I'll give you some water and leave as soon as you finish drinking! Otherwise, you'll be overwhelmed by being served with sticks for a while!" Fuwei 1 brought water to the beggar, and the beggar struggled to get up and took a few sips .

"Get the stick! You're kind enough to give him water! A beggar like this should be told to get the hell out of here right away, and let him fall into the court of the eldest princess!" Fu Wei 2 scolded.

"I think he is pitiful, just give him some water and let him go." Fu Wei 1 persuaded.

The beggar struggled, angry like a silk: "Xingnan! Husband..." said and fainted.

"Bold! How can a beggar like you call the eldest princess a taboo?! How bold!" Fu Wei 2 angrily scolded.

Fuwei 1 sensed something unusual, and went to identify it carefully: "No, he just called His Highness directly, so it could be that the Patriarch is back?"

Fuwei 2 was terrified: "Ah! Didn't the Patriarch fall off the cliff and die?"

Fu Wei 1 stepped forward and pushed Huan Wen's hair away, only to see a long beard, a disheveled face, and blood all over his face. He exclaimed, "Ah! It's the Patriarch! It's the Patriarch! The Patriarch is not dead! The Patriarch is not dead!"

Fuwei 2's voice trembled: "You can open your eyes wide, you won't admit your mistake!"

"There will be no mistakes! Look quickly, he has seven stars on his face, who else would he be if he wasn't the Patriarch?!"

Fu Wei 2 went to wipe Huan Wen's face, and flicked his hand back in fright: "It's really the Patriarch! The Patriarch is not dead! That's great! Hurry up and report to the Eldest Princess!"

Sima Xingnan, the eldest princess of Nankang, knelt in front of the Huanwen memorial tablet in the Buddhist hall in the mansion, twisted the Buddhist beads in his hands, and wept secretly: "Husband, you left in such a hurry, how could you leave me alone! You have no conscience." , the majestic princess just fell in love with you and married you, but you just left like this! I like your majestic stalwart and full of ambition. You said that you want to make achievements and shine in the annals of history. You left early before you finished, you are lying to me!"

Sima Xingnan was heartbroken, tearing like beads, and his eyes were red and swollen: "It's all because of Chu Suanzi! You keep saying that Chu Suanzi is your junior sister. From my point of view, you gave up your life because you were fascinated by her vicious girl." Go to Peach Blossom Cliff alone to save her! If not, how could you risk your own life for nothing!" Thinking of this, Sima Xingnan hated Chu Suanzi instantly, wishing that Chu Suanzi could go to be buried with Huan Wen immediately .

The guard came to report in a panic: "Report! Report to Your Highness!"

Sima Xingnan was immersed in mourning thoughts, and did not hear the shouts of the Fuwei.The guards called repeatedly, only then came back to his senses, wiped away his tears, and turned his head slowly: "What's the matter?"

"Report to His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess! The Patriarch is back!"

Sima Xingnan's Buddhist beads fell to the ground, he was taken aback, as if in a dream: "What? What did you say? Say it again!"

"The Patriarch is not dead, he is still alive!" Fu Wei was very excited.

Sima Xingnan wept with joy: "Really? Where is he? Where is he now?"

"It has been carried to the mansion!"

Sima Xingnan was overwhelmed with surprise, he staggered to check.

The maid served Huan Wen to change clothes and rest in bed, his face had been wiped clean.The eldest princess Sima Xingnan and his entourage arrived in a hurry.

Sima Xing stepped inside quickly: "Husband, husband!" He looked up and down carefully, stroked Huan Wen's face, and burst into tears: "It's really you! You didn't die! You didn't die! That's great! Thank God for His blessing!"

Huan Wen slowly opened his eyes, his voice was hoarse but deep: "Ma'am!"

"Husband! You have suffered!" Sima Xingnan wiped his tears with a handkerchief.

"Thanks to my fate! Otherwise, I would never see my wife again!" Huan Wen's voice was low, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

Sima Xingnan smiled through his tears: "What are you talking about! I knew your fate was hard, and nothing will happen!"

Sima Xingnan held Huan Wen's hand tightly, and the servants retreated knowingly.

"Thanks to the cloak my wife gave me! It was the cloak that saved my life, and it was my wife who secretly protected me!" Huan Wen struggled to get up.

"Lie down, your body is weak right now!" Sima Xingnan helped Huanwen half-ly on the couch.

"The moment I fell off the cliff, I thought I was going to die. Unexpectedly, when I reached the bottom of the cliff, the cloak was firmly hung by a big tree. I clung to the rattan tightly, and only then did I save my life. The abyss, I broke my muscles and bones, my meridians were damaged, fortunately I had martial arts by my side, and it took me a lot of trouble to get out, escaped from death, and regained my life!" Huan Wen recalled the scene when he fell off the cliff weakly.

Sima Xingnan's eyes were full of tears, and he spoke in pain: "Everyone says you fell off a cliff and died, my heart is broken! I wash my face with tears every day!"

"Ma'am, didn't I return myself to you well? It's just a bone injury, and the pain is excruciating. It won't get better in a while." Huan Wen comforted.

Sima Xingnan felt distressed: "My husband can escape this catastrophe, and if he survives the catastrophe, there will be future blessings! You are an indomitable hero! Husband just take good care of your wounds!"

(End of this chapter)